The Lift Arrives First; For All The Good It Does Emi....

12:54pm 6th Floor Wet "N" Antics Head Office USA and North America Territories.

Inner Restricted Product Development suites; Ante-Chamber/Elevator Lobby

The metallic echo of Ethan’s industrious **** on the door reverberated through the corridor, but Emi’s mind was ticking with **** velocity. Her fingers fidgeted with the fabric of Keiko’s yellow sweater.

Tick. Tick. Tick.The digital numbers above the elevator slowly ascended, agonizing in their gradual climb.

SB2... SB1... GF...

Emi bounced on the balls of her feet, her heart pumping in sync with Ethan’s methodical banging.

1... 2... 3...

Abruptly the banging stopped. Emi could just about make out frantic conversation from behind the frosted front door. The electronic display connected to the lock flickered and then displayed a blank blue screen. Emi realised that Ethan must be fiddling with the electronic locking mechanism.

4... 5...

A sudden grin etched itself across Emi's face, whatever he was doing she was sure Ethan would be too late though.

6.

The elevator dinged its arrival, a herald of salvation, just as with an audible clock the locking mechanism of the restricted door was released; unknown to Emi, overridden by a heavy magnet Ethan and Sayaka has acquired.

The Restricted area’s door swung open as Emi stepped backwards into the elevator as its own double doors slid open. Emi saw the surprise etching her two persistent rival’s features as they caught sight of Emi’s triumphantly smug expression. She gave them an audacious little mocking wave,

And immediately found herself engulfed in the muscular embrace of a naked Grant Donovan accompanied by the raven-haired Naomi Kato. Emi squealed in shock and desperation, as Grant actually lifted her up a few inches off the floor and carried her out of the elevator past the equally shocked Ethan and Sayaka.

"Goddamn it," grumbled Ethan, "all that effort and it's Grant that gets to breed her."

"Don't worry Ethan," said Sayaka, "you can still breed who you want afterwards."

Grant had set Emi down but had kept hold of her left wrist. Emi tried to struggle free of his grip but it was no use, the powerful man was relentlessly dragging her towards the 'Japanese Boardroom.'

"Come on, Grant," Emi pleaded, "you don't need to use the Pass if you want to use my pussy, we've already fucked once before. I'm game for it again,"

"Oh no," said Naomi smugly, "you're getting bred."

Sayaka following closely nodded in agreement a look of satisfaction on her face, "we've been waiting all morning for this you conniving little whore," the Senior Business Manager said.

Emi's heart was racing as she looked around for a way out, she couldn't believe she had lost and now was about to be knocked up. She vainly struggled to get free as she was pulled towards the inevitable, but Grant's grip was too strong. In any case her colleagues; Naomi, Ethan and Sayaka were crowding in behind her so there would be nowhere to run anyway. She couldn't even try and take Grant's Breeding Pass which dangled from his neck. That would likely simply count as her voluntarily acceding to the impregnation.

Soon the group reached the Japanese Board room and Emi was pushed in to the room.

It was surprisingly plushily appointed, a grand oak long table and modern office chairs but also two comfortable sofas ran along each wall.

"Fucking her on the desk gives it a level of formality don't you think Ms Mori?" said Naomi.

"Oh, I agree Naomi-san," said Sayaka with a wry smile, “the appropriate level of decorum is important for such an important event,”

“Fuck you both,” spat Emi as she was lifted on to the table.

“Speaking to your colleagues that way,” said Sayaka sarcastically, “that’ll go on your performance review.”

Grant pulled Emi’s pleated skirt over her hips and discarded it. Once again Emi was exposed from the waist down. Grant ran a finger over her pussy, Emi groaned in frustration, but also arousal.

“Slut is already wet, and I haven’t even presented her the Pass.”

Emi didn’t bother denying Grant’s assertion. She laid back on her back on the board room table and covered her face in her hands in embarrassment.

“Damn!” said Ethan, “I really wish we’d been a bit faster with getting that hammer.”

Grant wrapped the table with his knuckles “Someone get one of those sofa cushions, I’m going to really beat up her pussy and I don’t want her hurting her head.”

“You’re a gentleman my darling,” said Naomi, giving her mate a kiss and fetching a large sofa cushion to support Emi.

Emi couldn’t believe how quickly the tables had been turned. She’d been within inches of getting away with leaving virtually all of the senior management in Wet “N” Antics USA impregnated, but now she was the one about to get knocked up. Not only that but she knew that she would carry it to term. Her Japanese sense of propriety wouldn’t normally allow her to willingly carry an illegitimate child, but she innately knew the power of the Breeding Pass could not be undone.

The cushion was placed under Emi and once suitably prepared Grant took the Breeding Pass and presented it to her. The Assistant Business Manager couldn’t even look at him as in humiliation she took the Pass. Grant wasted no time; his powerful arms parted her legs and he entered her.

"Yeeess!", Sayaka punched the air in triumph at seeing her scheming subordinate get her just deserts.

As Grant pounded away Emi had to fight the urge to moan loudly as she knew her predicament was a source of endless amusement for her colleagues. Emi knew that Grant’s manhood was going to penetrate her womb, and she only had a few minutes before Grant unleashed a torrent of sperm into her.

Emi still covered her face and turned her head away. It was the humiliation of defeat that stung the most. But as Grant thrust into her Emi felt that in some strange perverse way she didn’t feel at all apprehensive about the fact that she was soon to be pregnant. Emi accepted that what was about to happen was completely irreversible. Emi just wanted to put up as much resistance as possible and was determined not to cry out loud.

Naomi walked round the side of the table and sat beside Emi, “now let me help with this you slut,” said Naomi as she bundled Keiko's yellow sweater off of her. Then grasping each side of Emi's head, she turned it so she had **** but to look the man who was fucking her in the eye. It was when she locked eyes with Grant that the haze of pregnancy lust overwhelmed her.

“I’m gonna be a mom,” said Emi almost purring in delight, "oh shit, yes! Fill me! fucking stud me.."

Grant for his part was loving every second of completely dominating the Assistant Business Manager. His previous one-night-stand with Emi had been fun but this was a thousand times more satisfying. Knowing he would inseminate Emi without consequence. He was still pounding Emi’s pussy as she moaned hysterically, begging him to fuck her harder and faster.

Naomi's hand slipped between Emi’s legs and began rubbing her clit. Emi closed her eyes in pleasure. With her orgasm close at hand, Emi convulsed wildly on the table. Emi screamed in ecstasy as she climaxed. Grant just kept on pounding and a moment later he orgasmed, letting loose a long torrent of thick baby batter into her. He kept thrusting until every last drop of cum flowed into her womb. When he withdrew, the cum dripped in thick goblets from her cunt and splattered the table. Emi propped herself up to see the results of her reamed pussy before she slumped down to the table exhausted.

Her colleagues weren't done with her yet though.

Sayaka stepped forward, "Ms. Watanabe there is the significant matter of you breaching security protocol by stealing the Senior Product Engineer's phone, breaching security protocol by entering the Restricted Product Suites, to say nothing of the inciting todays outrageous events in the first place. Now I might be able to suggest to Yumi and corporate that there were some mitigating circumstances and that the situation can be explained by collective hysteria, but we'd need to see some compelling evidence of remorse and commitment to the team."

Even as the Senior Business Manager said this, she hopped up onto the board room table, and Naomi and Grant helped turn Emi over so she was on her stomach, facing Sayaka. Emi looked up and saw Sayaka had her legs wide open and was indicating for her to lick her glistening snatch. Emi couldn't believe this change from the prudish ‘Alaska’ Sayaka Mori!

Emi was now released from the power of the Breeding Pass but realised that the session in the boardroom was quickly turning into her gangbang. But what Sayaka had said was true, if she had any hope of keeping her job she'd need to sexually submit to her colleagues.

Reluctantly Emi scrambled forwards and knelt on the table between Sayaka's thighs. She licked up and down the thick creamy slit, swirling her tongue in its slivery folds. As Emi bobbed her head up and down Sayaka rubbed herself against her as if trying to hump the Japanese Businesswoman's face.

Behind her Ethan got into position, Emi assumed that the Support Manager would be taking sloppy seconds from her cunt, but instead he said, "Emi, you have been a pain in the ass all day!" as he gripped the soft flesh of the Japanese woman's buttocks and pulled her tight against him, grinding his hard cock into her firm anus. Emi gasped in pain and pleasure and she raised her head to protest but was quickly pulled back down onto Sayaka's cunt again.

Sayaka moaned in pleasure as Emi frantically licked her slit. She was so horny and excited that when she finally came her juices filled her subordinate’s mouth and drizzled down Emi's neck.

Behind Emi, Ethan reached under her and started to grope her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples as he buggered her senseless with his stiff prick. Naomi too took the opportunity to also fondle Emi’s breasts, grabbing them firmly and squeezing them together so they were pressed against her body as Ethan continued to ram his throbbing pole into her ass. Emi couldn't believe how good her rectum was aching with it being filled by Ethan's fat dick. She moaned as another orgasm overcame her. Then a moment later Ethan grasped the flesh of her ass cheeks and pulled her in tight before exploding deep inside her rectum.

Emi looked about and saw that Grant was hard again and Naomi had slipped out of her clothes...

Emi's colleagues spent the next couple of hours using her as their fuck toy. She sucked cock and licked pussy. Her cunt and ass were fucked several more times. She was **** to scissor Sayaka and was spanked hard by Naomi. The final crescendo was a double penetration, which saw her bouncing on Ethan's cock whilst Grant railed her asshole. The real humiliation was that throughout it all Emi could not stop screaming in pleasure as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her.

Finally, she lay exhausted on the floor of the boardroom, totally used and abused, and knocked up for good measure.

Looking down at her subordinate who had been thoroughly put back into her place Sayaka addressed her other colleagues, "so are we happy in Ms. Watanabe's show of commitment?"

Naomi gave a sly grin, "for now, but perhaps putting her on a managed performance review would be the best idea. We could form an informal forum, that can meet weekly to ensure her continued commitment to Wet "N" Antics, all in favour?"

Predictably the votes came in 4-1 in favour of the motion. Emi groaned. She had likely kept her job but was now just as much of a sex-toy as the vibrator she had stolen.